The second senior brother is back [Rebirth]

"It's for senior brother." Shen Tianmian stepped forward and put the jade hairpin on Rong Yan's hair, "Red and green don't match, blue and green should match, right?"

Rong Yan raised his hand and touched the jade hairpin, "Why do you think of giving me the jade hairpin?"

"When I was young, my brother gave me a lot of things, although they were all small items, and the price was not expensive." Shen Tianmian smiled, looking at Rong Yan with tender eyes, "But all these years, I have been thinking about Also give some things to the senior brother. That’s right, reciprocate.”

"Hmm...it's not bad, you have the heart." Rong Yan praised, and began to look around again with a pair of cat eyes, to see what else he wanted to eat when he was a child but didn't eat it.

The things he gave Shen Tianmian when he was a child added up to less than three taels of silver, if Shen Tianmian returned too much, it would make him feel embarrassed.

When the sun was setting, the two returned to the Zhao Mansion.

Rong Yan ate for a day, but he didn't forget his childhood friend, and brought back a lot of snacks.

Zhaozhou was getting old, and he sighed pitifully at the snack, "I'm getting old, my teeth are not very good, and I can't even chew nuts."

Zhao Xiaoqian took away all the snacks with a smile, "Grandpa, I have good teeth, I took them all away!"

Zhao Zhou was old and strong, and now he took a cane and ran after his grandson for a long distance.

At the time of Ching Ming Yin, there was a misty drizzle in the sky.

Zhao Mansion's motorcade set off at [-] o'clock, heading for the Qingshan Tomb outside.

Rain and fog filled the fields, a shepherd boy was riding a green bull, wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and the melodious flute sounded from his lips was ethereal in the vast world.

Rong Yan leaned against the car window, a little obsessed with listening.

After many years, he still likes the sound of the country shepherd boy's flute. It is the most simple and simple, but it can touch people's hearts.

The carriage gradually stopped.

"Mr. Rong, we are here!" Zhao Xiaoqian knocked on the car door and called loudly.

Shen Tianmian stepped out of the carriage first, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and then took Rong Yan down.

"This mountain is the tomb of the Zhao family. Your mother's tombstone is at the foot of the mountain, so it's easy to find." Zhaozhou leaned on a cane and led Rong Yan to Ruan Qingge's tombstone.

The tombstones were washed clean by the rain, and the weeds on the graves were not high, which should be the result of people coming to clean them every year.

"We'll go up the mountain first. You and your mother haven't seen each other for many years, so let's have a good chat." After Zhao Zhou thoughtfully instructed, he staggered onto the mountain road.

Rong Yan stood for a long time without speaking.

Ruan Qingge has been dead for too long, he has almost forgotten those painful memories, and can calmly face the reality of A Niang's death.

He really wanted to kneel in front of A Niang's tomb and tell her about his experiences over the years, but when he thought about the 69 years, he didn't seem to know what to say.

He could only squat down, and with great devotion and longing, he pulled out the weeds near the tomb little by little. After it was cleaned up, he knelt down on his knees and kowtowed three times.

Shen Tianmian held an umbrella in obscurity, and followed Rong Yan to kneel down.

It was only then that Rong Yan remembered that there was a big living person beside him, and suddenly said, "Mother, this is the child I raised, named Shen Tianmian."

Shen Tianmian: "...?"

"He is very nice and smart, and now he is working by my side, and he is also my friend."

Shen Tianmian: "..." OK.

"Aniang, don't worry about everything. I'm doing well. We're all fine together. I just... miss you."

In just a few words, 69 years of grief and hardship are contained.

Rong Yan knelt for a long time, until the Zhao family finished sweeping the tomb and went down the mountain, he got up and said to Zhaozhou, "I'll go and burn incense sticks for Master Zhao and Mrs. Zhao."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and ran up the mountain road.

Shen Tianmian kowtowed three times to Ruan Qingge's tombstone, and followed Rong Yan.

Zhao Wenzhu and Mrs. Zhao were buried together, and the tomb had already been cleaned. Rong Yan kindly lit the earth incense and stuck it in the clay oven in front of the tombstone.

Then he knelt down on his knees, as if forgiving his sin, and kowtowed heavily.

He knocked with all his strength, and his forehead soon became black, red, swollen and bleeding.

Wang Ruilin hid behind a tree not far away, watching everything with cold eyes, with a sneering smile showing revenge.

"Brother! What are you doing!"

As soon as Shen Tianmian caught up with Rong Yan, he saw such a shocking scene, and hurriedly stepped forward to pull him up, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood, "Brother, are you alright?"

"It's okay, I owe this to Zhao's family. Go back." Rong Yan waved his hand, indicating that he was fine, and was about to lift his foot to leave, but suddenly the sky turned around in front of him.

He couldn't feel the pain, and he didn't know how much effort he had put in to kowtow. Now he began to feel dizzy and fell backwards.

Rong Yan went up the mountain intact, but was hugged down by Shen Tianmian.Zhaozhou was a little flustered, and when he learned that Rong Yan had knocked his head and fainted, he wanted to laugh again.

This person has solid eyes as always, so stupid that people can't bear to look directly at him.

After sweeping the tomb, it was time for an outing. Rong Yan sat in the carriage for a while, and after he lost his dizziness, he found that the carriage was still parked. He couldn't help saying, "Why haven't you started yet?"

"Old Mr. Zhao said that Wang Ruilin hasn't come back yet, he is waiting for her." Shen Tianmian took a handkerchief, dipped it in wound medicine, and applied it on Rong Yan's wound.

"You don't need to deal with this little injury, it will heal in a while." Rong Yan frowned while avoiding the hand that applied medicine to himself.

"No, it has to be dealt with." Shen Tianmian insisted.

Rong Yan said helplessly, "Okay, then apply it quickly, or it will be fine in a while."

"..."

Banzhuxiang waited, not only did Wang Ruilin return, but also a group of black-clothed and masked assassins.

The rain of arrows cut through the air with a "swoosh" and went straight to the front of the grandparents of the Zhao family.

A soft sword with a bitter cold air flew out from the car window, blocking the menacing feather arrows, Rong Yan jumped out of the carriage and stood in front of Zhaozhou.Shen Tianmian reacted quickly, jumped out of the carriage, drew his sword and stabbed the masked assassin.

The two came and went, and easily protected the three grandparents of the Zhao family.Wang Ruilin was not within Rongyan's protection range, and Shen Tianmian was still worried about her framed Rongyan, and didn't want to control her.

Wang Ruilin couldn't dodge in the chaos of arrows, she screamed and fell to the ground.Fortunately, Rongyan still remembered some sense of propriety, the long arrow just penetrated Wang Ruilin's right arm.

Rongyan can't kill people at will.The martial arts skills of this group of assassins were not high, just below average, and if they fell into Shen Tianmian's hands, it would be like a mouse meeting a cat.Shen Tianmian struck decisively and ruthlessly, and quickly dealt with all the people.

"It's a dead man raised by officials in the court. It has nothing to do with people in Jianghu." Shen Tianmian cleaned up the corpse, and walked to Rong Yan with the blood sword.

Blood flowed like a river all over the ground, frost covered it thinly, Lihun sword limply bent on the ground, Rong Yan stood tall and tall, and looked back, "You Zhao family, did you offend someone in the court?"

The Zhao family gave up their original outing plan and prepared to go back home. On the way back, they encountered three assassinations, all of which were solved by Shen Tianmian.

Wang Rui was not seriously injured, but was overly frightened, lost too much blood during the process of pulling out the arrow, and passed out.

Zhao Xiaoqian stayed to take care of his mother, and the other four gathered in the front hall to discuss matters related to the enemies of the Zhao family.

"The Zhao family is an upright official and has offended many people, but it is not enough to raise dead men to assassinate. If we talk about enemies, no one has the financial resources to keep dozens of dead men in captivity..." Zhao Huairong couldn't remember it, and his face was frowning. thinking.

"No. There is a family. But it was a long time ago." Zhao Zhou stroked his gray beard and said, "That was in my father's generation... The former magistrate had no heirs, and the position was vacant after death. There was another person competing with my father, but it was a pity that he lost to my father in the end, but their family has another fate, the two sons are martial arts prodigy, so they were sent to Guge Mountain to learn swordsmanship."

Rong Yan suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Later, I heard that the eldest son had his right hand disabled and could no longer use a sword, so he was sent back to Xu's family. The younger son was hunted down by both good and evil for revenge. He has not been found until now."

"So...the Xu family's Jianghu road has been blocked. In order to find a way out, they want to kill the Zhao family and regain the qualification to compete for the prefect position?" Zhao Huairong guessed.

Rong Yan took a breath, and with the last trace of luck, he asked, "Brother Xiaozhou, do you still remember the names of the two sons of the Xu family?"

"I remember, of course I remember." Zhaozhou was deeply impressed by this, "The eldest son is called Xu Qingyun, and the younger son is called Xu Changping."

Fengyun Sword, Xu Changping.

Rong Yan closed his eyes with a headache.

Zhaozhou sensed that Rong Yan was in a bad mood, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"No, there's no problem." Rong Yan rubbed the center of his brows, "Since the Xu family used to have connections in the Jianghu, it's not a problem to raise dozens of dead men... Forget it, it's useless to say these things. Shen Zhoumian and I are in charge of safety, so we should repay Mr. Zhao for his kindness."

"This..." Zhao Zhou hesitated, "You won't be in danger, right?"

"It's just a group of third-rate killers, it's nothing." Shen Tianmian stretched out his hand and rubbed the acupuncture points on the top of Rong Yan's head, trying to make him relax. He leaned over and whispered in Rong Yan's ear, "Brother, don't worry, Yangzhou also has the influence of the Shen family, so there is no problem in protecting the Zhao family."

No, no, he's just lazy.

"Then the matter is settled like this." Rong Yan got up and wrapped the soft sword back around his waist, "Shen Tianmian, you can arrange it. In addition, please send a note to Xu Qingyun, I want to see him."

"Yes."

"Rong Yan, don't you Jianghu people come to the door directly when you meet? Do you still want to hand over the greeting card?" Zhaozhou asked curiously.

"Since the Xu family is no longer a member of the world, then follow the rules of your court." Rong Yan looked at Zhaozhou's expression of not thinking the matter was serious, and his head hurt even more. "Recently, Shen Tianmian will arrange If people protect your children and grandchildren, you should stay in the Zhao residence honestly and don't wander around."

"No? Why should I protect them? I don't want to lose face?" Zhao Zhou immediately protested.

"It's just you, a bunch of old bones and old meat. It's meaningless to kill. These assassins are obviously targeting your descendants. It's okay if you don't watch."

Zhaozhou: "..." Although I know what you said is the truth, I feel offended.

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